"You are..." Chen Qingxuan looked at Pang Yi outside the door, squinted his eyes for a while, and then remembered that he had seen this person yesterday. He was so busy that Pang Yi came in, "Please come in quickly."
"Yes," Pang Yi said with a big bag in one hand. Holding two exquisite wooden boxes in the other hand, he followed Chen Qingxuan into the room. Then he was too busy to introduce himself to Chen Qingxuan. "My surname is Pang Mingyi, and Mr. Chen has been taking care of the Patriarch these days."
"Mr. Pang, don't say that, they are all neighbors. Everyone has to help," Chen Qingxuan hurriedly said, and invited Pang Yi to sit down. While pouring him tea. While asking, "I don't know how your husband is doing now? Have you asked the doctor to come and see him?"
"I asked Mr. Lu from Huirentang to see it this morning," Pang Yi said. Can't hide his disappointment. Sighing, he said to Chen Qingxuan. "It's just that Mr. Lu saw it and said it was too much."
Chen Qingxuan was startled: "Even Mr. Lu can't do anything?"
Lu Langzhong is the number one expert in Ninggu Pagoda. Chen Qingxuan naturally heard about it.
"I found out that there is a famous doctor named Gu in Yanshe who is best at treating leg diseases. So I plan to go to Yanshe tomorrow and invite that doctor to treat the master's legs," Pang Yi said. At the same time, he said to Chen Qingxuan, "I'm afraid I won't be able to come back in three to five days, so I have a merciless request..."
"Don't worry, I will go up the mountain to take care of your husband from tomorrow." Before Pang Yi could finish speaking, Chen Qingxuan cut off his words and said, "His leg is seriously injured, but we can't delay it." , you go and come back quickly, don't worry that no one will take care of him, I have heard about Mr. Gu's name, if you can invite Mr. Gu, the medicine on Mr. Gu's legs will definitely be cured."
"Then thank you very much, Mr. Chen," Pang Yi was very grateful, and immediately took out fifty taels of silver from his pocket, put it on the table, and said to Chen Qingxuan, "Mr. Chen has been in trouble for a few days. This is a thought, please accept it, Mr. Chen."
"No way! No way!" Chen Qingxuan refused in a hurry, got up and took out five silver ingots from the drawer and put them on the table, and said to Pang Yi, "This is what your husband left for me that day. I've been busy these past few days, and I haven't had time to return it, and Mr. Pang happened to take it back with me."
Pang Yi hurriedly said: "This is all thanks to Mr. Chen..."
"Mr. Pang, if I take this money, I will really have no face to see your husband tomorrow." Chen Qingxuan cut off Pang Yi's words, and said with a serious face, "Mr. Pang, please understand."
"Yes, sir, I was rude," Pang Yi had no choice but to put away the silver, afraid that Chen Qingxuan would get angry, so he hurriedly explained, "I'm a rough person, if there are times when I don't like what I say, I ask Mr. Chen to forgive me." .”
"Mr. Pang, you don't have to blame yourself. I didn't mean to blame you," Chen Qingxuan said. While taking a sip of tea, he hesitated and asked Pang Yi, "I don't know what your husband's name is?"
Chen Qingxuan has been curious since seeing the luxurious ink fox cloak that A Chou was wearing that day, and now, seeing that Pang Yi has fifty taels at hand, Chen Qingxuan is even more curious about Zhong Mingwei's identity , but he is not a master who is easy to inquire about things. At this time, he only asked after drinking too much.
"This..." Pang Yi pursed his lips in embarrassment.
Zhong Mingwei's identity is naturally unavoidable to the high-ranking officials of Ninggu Tower, but after all, his identity is special, and the officials who know about it will naturally not reveal it. This is crucial to ensuring Zhong Mingwei's safety, so It is impossible to know the identity of Chen Qingxuan, and Pang Yi is unwilling to tell Chen Qingxuan, even though he has a good impression of Chen Qingxuan.
"If it's inconvenient, Mr. Pang doesn't have to embarrass it. It was Mr. Chen who was abrupt." As soon as the words came out, Chen Qingxuan regretted it, and apologized at the moment.
"Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Chen," Pang Yi said gratefully. After a pause, Pang Yi said again, "By the way, Mr. Chen, is my wife's illness better?"
Mr. Chen was startled suddenly: "Your wife?"
"The woman who is recovering from Mr. Chen's illness is my wife," Pang Yi explained, "don't worry, tell me to come and see my wife."
Chen Qingxuan thought about Ah Chou's childish face, and was immediately speechless, but when he thought about the men and women sleeping together on the bed that night, he felt that it was not so difficult to accept. At that moment, he said to Pang Yi: : "Your Madam's health has improved a lot, and it is said that she will recover after taking the medicine for ten days, but she is weak and has a severe cold, so this typhoid fever is much more serious than ordinary people, and I am afraid that she will have to take care of her again." It will take more than half a month to get better."